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Thursday, 27 November 2014

A Book is like a Door into another World


A book is like a door into another world . . .
A sunlit opening in a dream of possibilities:
A kaleidoscope of rainbows echoing within  

Through - and a kingfisher’s flash of blue
Strikes the enigmatic light a bright expanse:
The illumined depths full of golden shine

This world, is but a poor mirror of the one beyond
To the seeing soul a book reflects eclectic wonders 
Lets it through the portals unbelief once found closed


Poem from a Sequence:
A Rain of Booklight
Part 1, # 38
© Judith Evans Deverell, 2014

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Thursday, 25 September 2014

The Saga of Amethyst Poetry / Part Two: The Ragged Writings


 ‘The Ragged Writings of Everland:  A collection of poetic writing’

       A definition:  n. a 'ragged writing' is basically a poem rejected: being as it is an affront to the intellect, because the most used part of the mind can’t make much sense of it!

  An explanation: a piece of 'ragged writing' which upon first reading appears incomprehensible, will to the diligent searcher slowly render its secret treasure upon each subsequent reading; enlarging the faculties of the inmost being to taste and eat of a whole new kind of fare. If we will but let go the incessant demand of our intellect to understand something before we can enjoy it, we might develop the spiritual capacities that are within us instead – the ones which make us who we truly are – the exercise of which will bring a more satisfying reward than we could imagine.
      It is hard. But narrow a river and it will flow for you more swiftly. Over feeding the intellect has hindered the heart. Help a butterfly escape from its cocoon, and it dies. Its wings never develop.  It needed its struggle to fly.
    Read without wanting. Read as though being read, yourself. These writings are as looking-glass stones, reflecting back at you whatever you see in them. You could work them out, with some mental effort; or you could soak them in, with no effort at all; in both ways are treasures. Most of all you will discover, to your joy that you are given out of not demanding to understand.   

‘Everland:’

       A definition and explanation: Everland: the internal Land through which we ever journey onward, and always ‘further up and further in;’ her shores are as mystical as Avalon, and her waters as dark as Annwn in the elusive quest for the beyond; her interior as timeless and real, as heaven on earth.